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I'm sorry for the delay in publishing this chapter. I didn't have access to a computer with spell checker at all last week. To make up for the delay I've got a nice long chapter for y'all to enjoy

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IV: Ten Years To The Day

Harry and Robyn were just passing the girl's bathroom on their way back to Dumbledore's office when a bushy black and brown streak barged past and into the bathroom.

"Hermione?" Harry frowned, looking after his clever, bushy haired friend

"You know her?" Robyn asked, curious.

"Yeah, she's one of my best friends- since me and my friend Ron saved her life on Hallow… Oh Merlin"

"What?"

"Back where I'm from a Mountain Troll got let in on Halloween night"

"C'mon, we've got to tell Dumbledore" Robyn caught his hand and took off at a run the rest of the way to Dumbledore's office.

"It's true…" Lily repeated; she'd only been able to utter those two words since Dumbledore had shown them his memory of Harry's interview. James had his arm around her, trying to coax her out of her state of shock.

James couldn't believe how much himself his son had turned out- he had Lily's beautiful eyes though. What worried James was how small Harry was- he had a sort of shrunken appearance, like he hadn't been fed enough when he was younger. He had half a mind to hex the Dursleys for neglecting his son- even if they were from an entirely different reality.

Mr and Mrs Potter had both been deep in thought and so were startled when the door banged open.

"Sorry to disturb you Professor Dumbledore but… Mum? Dad?" A slightly dishevelled Robyn stood in the doorway, slightly out of breath and pink of cheek.

"Is there a problem Robyn?" Dumbledore asked.

"Harry mentioned something that you might want to look into Headmaster" she replied. "Tell him Har...ry?"

Harry was in no position to tell the Headmaster anything- he was staring at Lily and James like a rabbit caught in car headlights. Dumbledore shook his head, smiling slightly- he obviously understood Harry's feelings at that moment.

"You tell me then my dear"

Thus Robyn found herself relating Harry's tale about the incident with the Troll.

"Wait here" he told her pointlessly, when the fifteen year old had finished speaking. "I will gather the teachers"

And with that Dumbledore swept from the room

The moment the office door clicked shut the trancelike state Lily had been in since seeing her son standing before alive and more-or-less well her lifted. She wrapped him in her arms, holding him close whispering his name over and over again. After a stunned second Harry returned his mother's embrace with equal further.

When his mother finally, reluctantly released him, Harry was immediately swept into his father's arms.

"Merlin but you're skinny" James remarked, pulling away to survey his son. "But we'll soon change that- your mum's an excellent cook"

"But it's the middle of term- I have to stay here don't I?" Harry protested, finally finding his voice. The words were not what he thought he would say if ever reunited with his parents.

"Not if we have anything to do with it sweetheart" Lily smiled.

Dumbledore returned to the office some time later to find the four Potters deep in conversation, Lily had her arms around Harry- it was James who noticed him.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

"Arrangements have been made for tonight's feast to be taken in the common rooms and all teachers have been instructed to track down and dispose of the Troll"

"There's a girl professor, in my year…" Harry spoke up. "Hermione Granger, she might be in the girl's toilets"

"All the bathrooms will be checked before the prefects and heads return to their houses" Dumbledore assured him. "And the three of you shall stay overnight"

"Yay!" Robyn cheered. "That means you get to see the match tomorrow- my first as captain"

James laughed and mussed his daughter's hair. "Then we can hardly miss watching you play now can we?"

"Alright" Lily nodded. "But we'll have to ask Chloe and Sirius if they'll take Poppy for the night"

"Who?" Harry murmured to his sister

"Will's parents and our cousin respectively, Scarface" Robyn replied quietly

"Right then" Dumbledore was saying. "There's just one more piece of business before Robyn can return to Gryffindor tower"

"What's that sir?" the teenager asked curiously

With a flick of his wrist Dumbledore summoned the sorting hat. "I'm sure you wouldn't want to miss your little brother's sorting?"

And so it was that Harry James Potter was called to sit beneath the sorting hat for the second time in (for him at least) four months.

"This is highly irregular" the hat said in his ear. "But as I am called to sort I shall do my job… hello, what's this- it seems you have been sorted before. Apparently I sought to place you in Slytherin- but you have the heart of a Gryffindor. If it isn't broken, do not fix it after all- GRYFFINDOR!"

Robyn Potter returned to Gryffindor tower and was immediately by ambushed by her housemates.

"Where've you been all day Potter?"

"Is it true that your brother's back from the dead?"

"What's Harry like?" a first year girl asked, blushing. "Is he cute?"

"I'm his sister; really the wrong person to answer that sort of question" Robyn demurred, spotting her fellow marauders at the foot of the boys' staircase- Will caught her eye and beckoned.

"I'm saying nothing" Robyn announced, much to the disappointment of her companions. She reached into her pocket and closed her fingers around a Muggle smoke bomb. "Now if you don't mind…"

She disappeared into the smoke, concealing herself under her invisibility cloak.

Harry awoke the next morning in a room on his own- it took him a good five minutes to recall the events of the previous twenty four hours. He'd been reunited with his parents; found a sister who he doubted existed in the world he'd come from, a sister who was Gryffindor Quidditch captain. And he'd been sorted back into Gryffindor. He stared up at the deep violet canopy above him and smiled- he was going to like it here.

What was it like to watch a game of Quidditch? He wondered, dressing in a pair of jeans a T-shirt and a jumper which had been left out for him. He'd only ever played, and that was only one match. He shook himself, feeling stupid. A knock came as he was pulling his trainers on.

"You ready Harry?" his father's voice called. "We don't want to miss the match"

Harry sat between his parents in the stands of the Quidditch pitch watching seven red and seven green clad players walk onto the pitch. The two captains shook hands at Madame Hooch's command and the fourteen players took to the air.

As they took to the air Harry could make out the players identities. Robyn played chaser, as did Will and Katie Bell; Oliver Wood was the keeper; the Weasley twins were the beaters and a flash of vibrant turquoise and red rising high above the other players could mean only one thing- Teddy was the Seeker. He couldn't help the noise of longing that escaped him as he remembered his own Nimbus 2000

"Don't worry Harry" James patted his shoulder, misinterpreting his groan. "It won't be long before you can try out for the team"

"I was on the team" he confessed, eyes locking onto the snitch and following it. "Before I came here I was the youngest seeker in a century"

"They let you on the house team in first year?" Lily asked, surprised. "I remember your dad trying everything he could think of to get past the rule when we were in first year"

"Alright Sunny-Jim" James gently poked his son in the stomach. "How did you manage that?"

It took Harry nearly the whole match to tell his father about his flying lesson and his rescue of the infamous rememberall which led to his surprising appointment to the Gryffindor house team because of Robyn's crack team of chasers, by the time Teddy caught the snitch Gryffindor were winning 100 to 40- the additional 150 points were just the icing on the cake.

"Wow" Harry whooped, applauding his sister's team.

"Yeah- Robyn's been an obsessive Quidditch fan since she was four" James nodded, beaming with pride as he led his wife and son out of the stands by a side passage. "Come on, Professor Dumbledore wants a word"

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So what did you think of that? Let me know what you think...

Not sure how long it's going to be before I update again- My A level results came out last Thursday and sadly, like many people in this years group of 6th form leavers I didn't get a place on the course I wanted at Uni- thus I'm searching for either a job or an apprenticeship. I will however update as soon as possible.

Until next time Ladles and Jelly-fish

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